[Vol. 32] Chapter 769: The Wandering Bird (24)

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Chapter 227: The Theory of Copy

After arranging all this, I hurriedly went offline, it was close to 11 o'clock at noon, and it was obviously not something ordinary people could afford to eat for more than ten hours, although I always felt that I had a little talent in some aspects, but we still couldn't afford to do this grievance.

As a confidant, Xiao Ying obviously understood this, and seeing that I looked tired, I almost made my chest against my back, and the beautiful elven archer chuckled lightly, and pretended to sigh:

"Alas, look at our Yihan, that's really the number one embarrassing man, for Jia to actually get a meal now, should I say this is a song to cry, or a song to cry? Bird, you should really learn something. ”

As soon as Xiao Ying's words came out, Mr. Bird suddenly called out to hit the sky:

"Rub, he's an embarrassed man who desperately doesn't have time to eat, and you still want me to learn from him, what kind of logic is this?"

Seeing our virtue, Xiaohuo actually started a round next to him:

"Okay, I said Mr. Bird, don't tease Brother Suifeng, it's not fun, let's let him eat first, don't you say that you will open a copy tomorrow, I heard that the copy is very important, you can't let the pillars of our studio go hungry to play the copy."

Everyone laughed, and I nodded sneeringly, obviously, I was already dizzy from hunger, and secretly swore in my heart, Nima, if I don't encounter special circumstances in the future, I will never let this happen again, it's too torturous!

It turns out that in addition to Ruojia, it is simply a blessing that the Glowing Fire Studio can have a member like Xiaoying, or rather a blessing that I have cultivated in several lifetimes. In less than half an hour, Xiaoying made four dishes and one soup with the cooperation of Huohuo, plus a big bowl of egg fried rice.

But in the face of this kind of hunger, all this can only be reduced to floating clouds.

Seeing me sitting at the table and eating without regard to my image, the bird, who has always been happy to tease me, also sighed secretly, and then said:

"Alas, it is said that people who are trapped in love like to use wine to drown their sorrows, do you say that someone is borrowing food to relieve their suffering?"

Xiaohuo chuckled: "Poof, you are so funny, I think Brother Suifeng is just hungry, okay......"

Ying nodded slightly on the side: "Well, Huohuo is right, let's wait for Yihan to finish eating and then discuss other things." ”

In a matter of seconds, the whole studio was in a very quiet state, except for the sound of me eating.

Twenty minutes later, the four side dishes and seaweed soup on the table had been swept away by me, and looking at the five plates and bowls with residues and oil stains, Xiaoying was also a little speechless:

"Uh...... This is too fierce, embarrassing man, you can call Brother Banyang after a few more years of practice, dear ......"

"Damn, Brother Yang, that foodie, weighs 180! I compared him ......"

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